System: The Master who disappeared for 10 years is back

"Seven days is just right."

Standing outside the chaotic city, Han Feng felt the extremely tense atmosphere inside, his heart moved slightly, and he came to the square in the blink of an eye.

The huge crystal stone above the head is already covered with bright red lines, and every drop of blood on it will be guided to relay to fill the inseparable gaps above.

That's the formation pattern prepared by Hanfeng in advance.

It's hard to imagine how many people's blood was taken away, but now is not the time for women's benevolence, cold wind looked at the crowds of locals under the altar.

This is the widest street, but now it is crowded with people and cannot be squeezed.

Everyone's eyes are so bright, at this moment, there is nothing wrong with it.

The cold wind froze, they
To be so willing to donate a drop of his own blood! ?
Don't you know that this will cause huge damage to your body?

No. They have been trapped here for too long, so long that even if there is a chance, they will not let it go!
They could have traveled all over the world like birds, but since their ancestors, they have endured unbearable grief, not to mention just a drop of blood, even if they are asked to sacrifice themselves, they are willing!

Now these hordes of people, as well as the smiles after the blood was taken away, are the best proof!

Hanfeng looked at the crystal stone, the lines on it were about to be filled, and about four to five hundred people would be enough.

Withdrawing his gaze, he sent a sound transmission to Lin Xiuer who was sitting in the center of the altar.

The latter looked happy, knowing that the master had returned, so he didn't have to worry about the next troubles, and with a thought, he directly killed the person who made trouble a few days ago and is now suppressed under the altar.

This abnormal move immediately caught the attention of some people.

"Gong Ruqian,"

Sitting in the tea room, Hanfeng called calmly.

The former, who was suffering from hair loss, immediately beamed with joy when he heard this sentence, and rushed to the tea room regardless of the group of guys from the 'Native Neighborhood Committee' in the house.

The latter didn't know why, thinking that the former had a guilty conscience and wanted to escape, so they followed closely behind, and almost made a move.

"Master Han, no, my lord, you are finally back! If you don't come again, my little life will be tossed to death by these guys outside!"

Looking at Gong Ruqian with a thin face, Han Feng put down the teacup in his hand and waved with interest, a group of people who were watching outside suddenly rushed in uncontrollably.

Standing up one by one, standing in a row, everyone's expressions uncontrollably raised the corners of their mouths, like a professional fake laughing group.

"Are they members of those 'native neighborhood committees'?"

"Yep!"

"What are they looking for you for?"

Gong Ruqian glanced at Han Feng: "They want to see you."

Han Feng paused slightly, and looked at the person on the far left: "Who are you, why did you come to me?"

The latter slowly opened his mouth, and the mechanical version replied: "We are members of the local neighborhood committee. You are suspected of deceiving the local residents of Chaos City to carry out evil plans and destroy the local living environment. Please come with us."

"fart!"

Gong Ruqian directly picked up the teacup on the table and smashed it angrily.

"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, there is no way to smash the teacup if you want to do it, and there is nothing wrong with the teacup."

Cold Wind reached out and took back the teacup in the air, and put it on the table.

"Didn't he ask us to go with them? Then let's go! By the way, call those good brothers at that time and let them go to the theater together."

"But."

Gong Ruqian said worriedly: "That crystal stone outside"

"Don't worry, with Lin Xiu'er there, there won't be any big storms." Han Feng stretched out his hand, and except for the person who spoke just now, everyone's heads were in different places in an instant.

The former was startled, but when he saw that these people were still breathing, he was speechless.

Han Feng's right hand scribbled in the air for a while, and then the breath of these heads disappeared, and there was even some dead air.

"Okay, let's go."

Before Gong Ruqian could react, he only felt that his neck was tightened, and his whole body was in a state of flying through the clouds.

Turning his head and looking around, the cold wind dragged his collar and flew in the air, followed by a row of suspended heads, and a gloomy and bewildered smile appeared on everyone's face.

The former trembled, and quickly averted his gaze.

Not long after, the two of them came to the location of the local neighborhood committee, stepped on the auspicious clouds, and floated in mid-air.

It seems to have noticed something. There are far more guards here than they should have. They even activate the formation all the time, as if they are guarding and resisting something.

"Are they all like this these days?"

Hearing Han Feng's question, Gong Ruqian also looked at the local neighborhood committee with a suspicious expression, and nodded uncertainly: "It should be. A few days ago, they sent people to the square to make trouble. Then, unexpectedly, it was suppressed.
At that time, I was busy organizing and managing the crowd in the square. This was done by Miss Xiuer, and no one came to claim it after the suppression.

Later, I heard that other gang organizations seemed to jointly put pressure on the local neighborhood committees, asking them to cooperate with our actions, so it stopped in the past few days.

What happened in the middle?I don't know very well, but all the information that happened that day was blocked, and nothing was found out. "

"Oh? It's interesting to say that. With so many people under your command, you can't find any information about this. Do you believe it yourself?"

A gleam flashed in Han Feng's eyes, and he waved his hand to summon the only "survivor" just now, pulled out one of his own hair, inserted it in his scalp, and controlled him to fly downward.

"Stop, who are you?!
The local neighborhood committee is now strictly prohibiting anyone from entering or leaving, and does not accept anyone's greeting card, please turn back! "

The guard at the door shouted vigilantly.

During the blank period when the former flew down, Hanfeng read all his memories, and then took out a token from his waist, and swiped it in front of him when he was close to the formation.
Invisible fluctuations radiated out, and the formation in front of him seemed to open a gap, allowing the former to enter.

When he fell to the ground, the surrounding guards immediately surrounded him, pointing their spears at the door, and they might stab him to death at any time.

"Huokou" closed his eyes, and according to his memory, the cold wind revealed a silver-white imprint on his brow.

"Presumptuous! How dare you stop me, are you trying to move your head?"

The captain of the guard had sharp eyes and was startled when he saw the mark. After hesitating for a moment, he finally gave the order to let it go.

After all, the members of the neighborhood committee are also high-ranking and powerful, and they cannot be provoked;
And it is said that some time ago, the committee members went out a lot, which made it impossible to carry out many affairs now. He did this for the normal operation of the committee.
Well, I'm such a smart guy.

If he delays a major event because of himself, ten heads can't help but be chopped off!
The captain of the guard comforted himself.

So the cold wind's eyeliner entered the interior of the neighborhood committee so logically.

After entering, the environment inside is very different from the cold wind imagined, it is not ancient sandalwood, nor is it resplendent,
The huge high-rise building is made of many white marble steps, and there are many various statues on the surrounding platforms. In the center of the entire neighborhood committee, there is a tall monument.

The overall tone is white, with white building walls, white houses, white statues and monuments. This scene makes Han Feng's eyes slightly stagnate.

Not long after, the cold wind controlled the body and returned to his room and desk, quickly flipped through the details of all the news he had communicated with others not long ago, and then groped and walked past each house.

"Xiao Liu, why are you back?"

When he walked from the first floor to the fourth floor, there was a surprised voice behind him. Hanfeng glanced at his face and knew that he was the chairman of the neighborhood committee. However, he did not give the previous order, but It was ordered by the vice president.

"Oh, hello president, I'm here to report to the vice president."

"?"

A trace of displeasure and anger flashed in the president's eyes, and he continued to smile and said: "That's a coincidence, he went out not long ago, if there is anything, you can report to me!"

"But."

"It's nothing but. Could it be that this kind of work can be reported to him, but not to me?" The former said pretending to be angry.

"OK then."

"Huokou" hesitated for a moment, and followed the president into the office.

After a while, the former wiped the blood from his hands, looked at his clothes and the blood-soaked office, and let out a sigh of disgust.

Immediately, an aura spread out from around the body, quickly covering the entire office, and then erasing all traces, leaving no evidence for others.

By the way, it also includes the president's body.